During our staredown, Sarah asked with her mind, "Would you two consider letting us change you permanently?"Jill was too far into orgasmic bliss to co...prehend the question, but Sarah knew that I wasn't. For a moment, there was pleading in her eyes, and I realized then that she'd fallen for Jill. But, I also had come to realize that it seemed a lonely life for all three of them. And while the addition of the two of us may delay the boredom, it would only be temporary.I couldn't consciously. Within a few minutes she had gathered a cartfull of undergarments that would be sure to titillate any guy lucky enough to see them. Not that I'll need the help with how much men seem to like the way I smell now, she thought, amazed at just how ruthlessly efficient the Bimbo Potion had been in redesigning her body for sex. Everything a man could possibly find attractive about her had been enhanced in some way, all working together toward the same goal: filling her with cock. And even though she. She never had any time for me though. It killed me inside. Plus she had a boyfriend - Douglas. I couldn’t get any real acceptance anywhere - home, school or my love life. I had many plans to make my life better. Run away, put myself up for adoption, get a job and make my own life. Each had their own respective problems. I was a teenager, all lanky and gangly at 16. I was heavily hormonal. I liked some of the muggle inventions - the microwave, computer and the internet. They were tools that. That was the sort of fools they were. He could feel sympathy like a man with sight feels for a man in the dark who has never seen golden fields in springtime and the piercing deep blue eyes of a young maiden, but nothing more. Even blind men wish for light to shine yet before their lives are ended. These folk just tread on, and never give things a second thought. He wouldn't spare them more than a passing thought.His road was about to take him through the Widelands, an unforgiving place. Few.